Page 75 of Dark Moon Secrets

Can’t say I was really into hollow promises or keeping the peace.

When I do my initiation, what happens then? You move on? Join my parents?

Something like that.

Then I remembered the night I had found her. There had been a dog crossing the street. It was huge, and I figured I was drunk and seeing things.

A wolf? But you had no claw or teeth marks.

Scared the last of the life out of me.

What is it with the wolves?

They are becoming our enemy.

The scenes of my dream sharpened in my head. Did I trust Maria to tell her what I’d seen?

So why are you here? Did you come to interpret my dream? I asked.

The dream had to mean something to me, like my subconscious was telling me something or even someone else who would help me make more sense of this world of magical beasts, which included myself.

I hadn’t thought of that. I wasn’t human—my sense of self was completely different. I was a magical beast like vampires, zombies, and werewolves.

Was that what these wolves were? But wasn’t it the full moon when they changed?

Did you put the dream in my head?

No.

And you’re not like the other magical beasts. You’re a witch. You’re more sophisticated.

Good to know, I suppose.

All you need to worry about now is your initiation. It will help you feel more in tune with yourself and your magic. Think of it as your new self. Then, more things will begin to make sense.

They better.

It was the most Maria had said to me since passing.

I waited a moment for more from her, but there was nothing. Like always, she came and went so quickly on her own accord.

Could I really trust what she was saying?

I wasn’t one to wait, even if the initiation was tonight.

But since when did I have the ability to communicate with others telepathically? If only I could do this with my parents. Surely, they would tell me what was going on here and what I needed to do.

It started when Maria died. Had she not properly passed? Was I her unfinished business, and she had to linger here as a ghost until I had completed my initiation?

I didn’t think I could base my theories on things I’d watched on television, but these theories were ringing true for me.

What was clear in the dreams I’d been having was that the wolves had something to do with the shop and me.

What secrets could the shop be hiding? I suppose I should be grateful I had found one and had absorbed enough of the magical words that boosted my magic.

I was sure there was more, and the wolves wanted it. I was the one to stop them.

How the fuck was I going to do that?

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